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There she goes. Ok. Move.
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Oh, so glad to be playing frisbee again.
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Here you go. Coming at you
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All right. Back up a little more. There you go.
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Whoo! All right. Here we go.
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Oh, my, whoops! You better go get that. Yeah. Hah!
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- Mike. - Hey, Susan.
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I thought that was you.
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Uh... Yeah. Julie and I are out tossing a frisbee around,
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and it flew off into Mrs. Huber's back yard.
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Oh, you need some help?
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No, no, no. Julie's got it.